Picking the right color is so important to create the correct atmosphere
A shade too dark and it puts people in a somber mood
If its too light they will feel not grounded in the space
Now if you go for a wild color, well that just causes people to go insane
That’s why the world believes in beige, and why I avoid it like the plague.
So everyone turned to Clarice after Bob’s anonymous claim of infidelity
His smug smile staining the words even more
As Clarice’s spirit dimmed further under her friends’ looks of surprise and horror
Didn’t they understand the darkness she lived in?
Everyone should have a chance of finding a bit of sunlight, shouldn’t they?
Overrun with emotions of ineptitude and incompetence
Vines of insecurity choked off what little emotional growth there was
Everything she wanted to do just seemed so hard to even start
Really it was just easier to sit there on her phone
Going from post to post on Instagram excessively and living vicariously
Reaching to hit the heart button but not meaning it
Outside she appeared so normal
When inside she hadn’t seen the sun in so long
Now the ever-present shade just felt right.
Shadows danced in his eyes, and that’s what mesmerized her
He haunted her every waking moment, and then those dreams
Any difference between dream and reality were very slight variations
Darkening her ability to keep a coherent thought
Eventually, his veil was lifted, but it was too late for her
Lounging in the shade, Marcus stared at his ice cream cone
It was dripping chocolate down the cone, almost touching his hand
Chills of pleasure went down his spine as he slurped up the drippings
Keeping his eyes closed in rapture, he didn’t see the rest of the ice cream tumble to the ground